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I miss so many things.

I miss the warmth of a hug,

As well as the heartbeat I feel

when someone compliments me.

I miss the curl of my lips when I am happy.

I miss having friends,

Our family dinners.

I miss how people looked after me,

When I was a baby and needed a sincere care.

I miss not being in love, not tasting pain coming along with it. 

I would have missed, maybe, if I knew what the colors are.

Most of all, I miss being myself.

Myself before the world shaped me according to itself

And turned me upside down.

Myself without you.

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The last one before the ending. :)